Treasure Island

Tim caffery

(02/09/1978 / San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA)

The Memory of Japan


Like an Okinawan girl
Given to hungry men
The memory of Japan
Has left the human world

Like a unbaby born
In the unrising sun
The memory of Japan
Is even beneath scorn

Like a subjugated people
Tattered & devoured
The memory of Japan
Exist only to the evil

Like a wasteland of the dead
Where life is ever laughing
The memory of Japan
Fades unseen & unsaid

Like a people cooked as stew
Not even to be consumed
The memory of Japan
Is all but almost through




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Submitted: Thursday, October 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 16, 2013

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